Marriage Calls Off!!

I looked at mom in a gesture saying "No!!!! Never!!"

I knew mom probably wasn't aware of his "Oh-so-Dashing" looks! I don't blame this on her. I looked at him, he came towards me with all his 32 flashing out ! This, no doubt, couldn't chop off the tingy feeling I started to have when I first saw him at the door. How casually he walked inside with the suitcase in his hand! A tough feeling attacked me when he came to shake his hands with me -- " Hi, I am Arun."

I wanted to flee, I wanted to run away from there!! Each and everything that belongs to him, started giving me goosebumps and that itchy feeling - his suitcase, his  shirt, his hands and even his parents!! I yet again, looked at his stubble and then again at his hands which was waiting eagerly to get hold of mine! Man, I hate that unclean stubble!

I closed my heart and forwarded my hand. But yeah, my heart knew that was the first as well as the last time I was seeing him!




May be I am getting older, may be I will have none who would make me a bride, but yes, it can never be him! I just had to call it quits!





PS- This post is for the Blogadda Contest P.A.U.S. indian-blogging-contest P.A.U.S.

My post was a reply to Sammya Brata's Post .

I want to tag some of my friends in this post- Anvi Mehta, Anusree Burman.




P.S.-- Winner in Daily basis in the P.A.S.S. contest!

The Roaring Fella!

When I came across a picture post saying -- Did you know? When you dream about someone it means they want to talk to you or contact you, it really started giving me goosebumps! Well, for the last few years, the dreams that catch me at most nights are encircled with at least half a dozen of tigers and lions!

The post almost left me with a nervous breakdown. It doesn't have to be them, right?! I hastily logged out from Facebook. The thought of the colossal beasts talking to me or at least coming near me makes me collapse on the floor.

Speaking of the deadly dreams, let me tell you, I have many times clicked on the Google Search button after typing "Dreaming of tigers and lions" above it. Yes, the dreams irked me like anything and left me break out in a sweat each time I had them. A single picture of them in a newspaper or somewhere else makes me imagine a hell lot out of it.

                              There's always half a dozen of them at least circling around me, roaring loud while looking at me like they have got hold of me and are now going to tear me apart!! Man, trust me, it is scary! Well, but I still manage to run away each time they come near me and hide myself somewhere! And would I ever in my life want them to talk to me, err, I mean roar at me again?!! Each time I see the picture of the roaring hero in front of my eyes, it makes me feel like I am a piece of a chicken hanging and waiting for the heroes to come and take their turn at me one after another. It makes me feel so sorry for the chicken which was so helpless when I plunged myself into it without a second thought. I am nothing but that powerless, feeble chicken flapping its wings when the butcher holds it to get it slaughtered. The King of the Jungle waits for me while his ladies look at me wickedly flashing all their mammoth yellow teeth and I try to escape their gape!

And as I stood stiff and waited for the dudes to come near me, the chicken inside me, started jumping in triumph. Never in its life, it had been so so happy; finally it is seeing the justice in the vengeance; it will see me getting killed just the same way I had killed it!


I started calling the names of Gods I have ever known in my life, but they all seemed to be laughing at me! The gigantic guy approached towards me like I was a diamond! Man, it hurt!

Am I paying for being a non-vegetarian?! Of course not! There are millions who eat chicken in this world, am not the only one!! All I could do then was to run and run! I started running. Don't look back and don't stop, just run!




The unclouded pictures of my mom and dad wailing and sobbing at the news of me getting torn apart by a tiger, my friends giving the one minute silent mourn for my death, my foes jumping in joy after getting the stingy news -- all came flashing to me one after another! I am going to die, but not a normal death, I am going to get torn apart by the dude who is running behind me!! I started feeling dizzy. But no, I have to run! That's the only thing I can do right now, right before I die! I have to die a hero's death and the heroic deed I can do right now is to run!
Just before I was going to faint I found a big house to hide myself in. Thank god, I mean really, I thanked God! May be there's a wee little chance for me to live, may be I can see my parents again! I hid myself there, the dudes kept waiting for me to come out, they kept on guarding the house, like as if I wanted them to!

I opened my eyes to realize that I was perspiring. I got my senses back and thank God again that it was just a dream!  It was still night and our house was dark. I could hardly see a thing but yeah, I was kinda sure of the dude standing outside my house and waiting for me!

It gave a chilly feeling within my throat. But hey come on, how can a tiger come in a city?! The dreams aren't real and I must stop being so petrified!



I turned around, got into the blanket and closed my eyes-- let's sleep calmly until again I get to meet the roaring fellow in my next dream!!

Buddha Hoga Tera Baap!!

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Even though the event culminated in, the man wasn't in his usual self. The vigour that he possessed at the moment made him lurk and lust, just like an 18 year old with visions of that of a virgin who had moved into the realms of fantasy.! The hotties, the aunties, the Chai-Wali mausi, and even the teenager didn't miss to be the apple of his eye (Oops, I meant Apples!). May be it was just the effect of his vodka!

He still tried to suppress his long,long high spirited feelings. But aah- our minds and hearts never listen to a word we say! And nor did his. His Battamiz Dil nudged the event he tried to focus in, and there it went bouncing and leaping onto the chests of the beautiful young ladies all around him. He tried and tried to snatch away his eyes from them, but Alas! All was in vain. His mind was tootling around the hot and wild nights he had with his wife and his girl-friends! He wanted to go back home and watch the Big Boss series where they had Sunny Leone captured in the house! Aah, he just couldn't wait a second more for the event to end.

He started humming the famous song from Jism 2 - Abhi Abhi Toh Aaye Ho!!

Luckily, the event didn't take much to get over. Thank God, now he can rush away to his bedroom. He got up and was preparing to dash just when the group of his colleagues occluded the way to his wisdom. Oooohhhh Nooooo!!!! What more could one have asked for at the moment of such a High Time!! 

His mind pleaded to all his colleagues to let him go! He just wanted to go. His mind and heart started to pin and choke. But who knew he will find "His Wisdom" in that Hot Crowd?! 

Her long hair, her beautiful kohled eyes, her stunning neck-piece, her slim waist, her sexy legs, her tight skirt and her ..... I mean Man! She is so hotttttt!!!!! 

Uncle T lost his control and went back to his adolescence. How he once craved for someone exactly like her! And then over the years, how his luck got worse, his parents saw his wife and "Don't know how they liked her" and then got him married to her!! His smart little boneless thingie never ever saw justice! This is so unfair! 

But he knew this was it and yeah, she was her! May be she was around 30 years younger to him, but then when did love start to count age?!!

After a lot of chit chats, he took her aside. She seemed cool and very pleasant. Uncle T knew he had earned his luck. So much of hardships are always welcome when the fruit can be this sweet. He wagged his tail in amusement. This is going to be a Blast!! Oohh-- Yeah! ;)

Seeing an escalator and the rewarding chance, Uncle T bounced upon her. "Ohh Babyyy, You are so damn hawt!! I'm hawt as well, ain't I?!!"  

The girl caught her breath and tried to retreat back. She thought-- " Ohh Noo Buddha, You're not!! Leave me, man!!"

But there he was jumping in his wild thoughts of fantasy! He pounced upon her and showed her his best! Yeah, he did!! But he must have not imagined his single "High Time" can make him rest behind the bars for the rest of his life! Never ever! Its so unfair!

He straight went into the news! Yeah, he did a lot to be in news earlier but this was not how he wanted to be in it!! It was indeed a Blast for him! 

His boneless world came crashing down! He didn't want things to be like this, did he?! He was trying to be just friendly with the girl. He has always loved his wife, you know! He has a daughter as well! I mean, how can he just do such a thing! He Loves his family, man!! But now, how can he tell this to the world?! 

How? How? How?! 

     

Knock! Knock! Here's a Good News!

As I prepare myself to TRY to shun away from my blog until my 5th semester gets over, my pinning arms couldn't hold myself back to get hold of my sister's cellphone and click open my blog's URL and all I see was my blog receiving the honor of The Liebster Award! :)


Well and good..... I was pretty much up on my bed jumping high and my mum shouting at me to get down from it.


All the Thanks goes to the blogger who did nominate my blog for this gracious award, Vanessa Rowe who blogs at Writing Revived. Thank you so much! ME turning red as a tomato! :)


Now, here comes some questions for me to answer them--

1. What's the best advice that has come your way?
ans: Never do anything to hurt someone intentionally.

2. Three things you love about yourself?
ans: my being positive, my ability to make someone laugh, and my being always cheerful(even if I'm sad!)

3. Which character (in a movie/show/book) would you want to be? 
ans: I love myself! Hope to publish a book or a movie potraying my character someday in future! :p

4. What is your comfort food?
ans: Ohh!! A long list it is! I'm a foodie and to choose one, is bitterly tough for me!

5. What would you like to improve about yourself?
ans: My height! :D

6. Your dream home is...
ans: Beside a beach!

7. Your choice of work if money wasn't involved.
ans: Being an author, pilot!

8. You best write at/when... (morning/evening/night/worried/calm etc.)?
ans: Calm and when I want to write!

9. What kind of music do you prefer listening to?
ans: depends on my mood! Generally the ones which can make me dance with the tune!

10. The most touching thing you've seen/heard/experienced?
ans: My memory is too weak to recall it right now! 

Ten questions made by me--
1. What is your biggest passion in life?
2.Which is your favorite movie? Your favorite book?
3.Why do you blog?
4.What kind of music do you prefer listening to?
5.What's the best advice that has come your way?
6.You best write at/when... (morning/evening/night/worried/calm etc.)?
7.Describe yourself in 3 words.
8.Describe your blog in 3 words.
9.What is one thing you must try out before you die?
10.Who is your idol in life? And why?



Now, its time to nominate 10 bloggers-
1.Ivin Thomas: Hitchhiker of the World
2.Ananya Das:Leadership
3.Tinni: Ivtara
4.Minal:MINAL'S SPICE WORLD
5.Anvi Mehta: Words..!!
6.Samritha: The Ramblings & Musings of a Scattered Mind!!
7.Gautham: Gautham's Blogsite
8.Nupur:Tugging My Luggage
9.Neeraj: My Experiments with Truth
10.Anusree:Beyond Words....



Yayy!! Enjoy and keep blogging! :)

Girl,You wear shorts?!! :O

The Indian women are well taken care of. They are not only invulnerable but are dreadfully respected too! They are traditionally termed as "Devi" after Devi Durga banished all the evil powers from our society! It is believed that women can lead this phony society towards purity and integrity. Women are the symbol of love and piety. It is a woman's love that can nurture a little baby into a full-grown adorable man.

But- These all came with a "Conditions Apply" tag! A woman with a traditional attire is most likely to be the one with all these qualities. Wearing a tee and shorts if you are a woman (I mean an Indian woman) is still a "She-is-trying-to-show-off" or "Ohh!! My Goodness! She is a bitch!" condition!! And as you can imagine what will be the case if you are already married! And being born as an Indian girl, I am very well aware about our really contemporary society. I had learnt to hold back my ever-longing desire to wear shorts when I go out with such group of people.



I was even more mesmerized when one of my cousin (nearly of my own age) suddenly expressed her decade-suppressed views about wearing shorts.


We were heading towards a family get-together, me and my cousin, hand-in-hand. A girl was passing by wearing a short denim skirt. My cousin suddenly ambushed upon that stranger (I don't know what actually bothered her) and cried out to me-- Look at that girl!!

I (very much unaware of the fact that she was talking about the length of her skirt), replied back to her-- Yeah!! What? I find nothing absurd.....


My cousin waylaid me-- Just look at her skirt!! Ki cheappp!!!! (Ki-- SO in bengali)


I was hushed by her words, not knowing what to reply her back. The girl came nearer to us. I pretended that we were actually not talking about her but somehow guilt suppressed my outlook.

My cousin waited for the actual time to show her heroic deeds and just when the girl was about to pass us, my cousin cried out loud-- If we girls wear such dresses, why won't guys hound us?!


My cousin was out-flashing her all 32 in great gratitude and pride while I was down in the drains! I was trying to escape the girl's aching heart and emotions! I was trying to prove that I was not the one who considered her to be a bitch!


I looked at my cousin and said-- Chill!!






That was the day after when, I knew all my shorts must be carefully locked inside my closet whenever my cousin visits me, to become a perfect Bharatiya Naari!!

Down From Heaven!!

As the whole family travels deep down, they all linger in a flickering enthusiasm and ecstasy. The coolie who carried their luggage was surrendering himself from the strenuous job he was appointed to.

Ma Durga with her ever smiling face looked at her daughter Saraswati (Sara) as Sara spoke out-- Look Maa!! They really have done a stupendous job to welcome us! Staying for only 5 days makes it too meek for this brilliant celebration, Maa!! Can't we stay a bit longer?!

Durga smiled and gave her daughter a sharp reply-- Your hubby must be waiting for you, my girl! Don't you forget that!!    Sara sighed!!



Lakshmi, very aware of her mother's nature, shunned away from expressing her similar kind of longings. She hastily went near her brother Ganesh and patted on his back.


Hey dude! What's making you so thoughtful?!

Ganesh, jerking from his thoughts, looked back at Lakshmi.


Nothing much! Was just thinking its only me who doesn't miss his spouse! Why do you all come without your spouses?! That must be hurting, naah Kartik?!

Kartik, their beloved brother, looked at Ganesh and Lakshmi,gave them a smile and turned back again.


Ho!! Someone's being way too romantic, buddy!!   


Was Lakshmi's immediate reply to Ganesh with a sudden thud on his back again. The whole family laughed out loud to show their utter excitement about the trip!!




A short distance away from them, sat their mother smiling at her children's gossip!! After all She too, was travelling without Shiva by Her side.
                                           

Down here all the local kakus (uncles) and kakimas (aunties) were busy arranging the puja thaalis and all other necessities. The para (Locality) was beaming with ardent enthusiasm and excitement for the welcome ceremony of Maa Durga and her family! It was the Bengali's festive season. Even the little children had the knowledge of how Maa Durga killed and abolished the demon Mahishashura. How She became the symbol of Strength, Courage and Love was not obscure to anyone down here.

The para chhokraas waited so long for this evening to arrive when they could stand and look at girls in pretty attires and whistle at them. Durga Pujo for them is yet another occasion to have a look at the beautiful girls who pass by!!

The Dhaakis prepare themselves with their dhaaks to play and give the city the ever-lasting essence of Durga Pujo! The para Kaku commands the dhaaki to enchant their beats. The dhaakis start their melodious wonder as all the kakus and kakimas get up and join them and they have a beautiful time all together!







The Purohit gets elated with the thought of his bank balance nearly tripling this season! The more number of Pandals he visits and enchants the prayers and the shlokas, the more he is respected and the more he earns! He therefore prompts himself to be fit and healthy for the upcoming strenuous days!!



The students plan about the marvelous outings on those 5 days when their parents would say them not a single word, the lovers willing abide for the pujo to commence and hence they could go Pandal hopping hand in hand, the family gets out even in the hottest day to shop for their upcoming festival!!



The people start arranging their famous Dhunuchi Naach stuffs! What A lovely time they spend dancing all around! :)
















And as the day approaches, all the para members get on the truck and there they go to bring their Maa Durga and Her Family , home after yet another year!





Maa Durga and her 4 children prepare to land down from their private jet. Suddenly Ganesh points out- Hey you all! Look down!

And as they all look down, they see, thousands of their devotees on their way to receive them and all of them chanting --


                     Joy Durga Mai Ki Joyy!!!!


                               
                     






Durgaa Pujor onek onek Preeti o Subeccha! :) Happy Durga Puja To All!! :)